Pressure Poems
Drowning in my Own Success
by AP Writes
From the outside, I looked great:
honors student and self-taught musician,
college bound, made for success.
”Athletic and academic” they said.
On the outside, I looked great.
But if you looked any deeper than my high school transcript,
you would find disorders and medications,
turmoil, self-hatred.
Who was I without excellence?
Every A+ solidified my fear:
......
Picking Myself Apart
by AP Writes
They say cracks let the light in
but really they just let the blood out.
My luck with life is bad
but I remained unshattered.
Unloved was my natural state after all.
Everything made me hate myself,
loathing everything I did
because I wasn’t good enough.
I never made the A team
and my A’s should’ve been A+’s
......
studies of a confused student
by elle bosphora
Said i wanted to be the best
And my life was all planned
I guess i was wrong all along
Cuz right now nothing goes as calculated
Sitting at my table with the textbook open
Passed 30 minutes staring at them
Didn’t even move the pen
How the fuck am I supposed to be the best
If i can’t even know what I’m doing, how or when
......
How long?
by Author Reinvented
How long
Can pressure be applied
Before the coal turns to dust and you realize there is no diamond?
How long
Will you keep saying "You've tried"
Before dismay replaces trust and you finally stop trying?
How long
Can you keep adding straws,
......
Too much These Days
by Beatrice Knox
I know you’re out there
I know you’re listening
All is not well
Each thought going at my brain
Brawling until I can I longer think
Until I can no longer feel
Uselessness cuts my legs
Isolation feeds on my tears
Each breathe runs fast
Oxygen is escaping quickly
......
Drowning in my Own Success
by AP Writes
From the outside, I looked great:
honors student and self-taught musician,
college bound, made for success.
”Athletic and academic” they said.
On the outside, I looked great.
But if you looked any deeper than my high school transcript,
you would find disorders and medications,
turmoil, self-hatred.
Who was I without excellence?
Every A+ solidified my fear:
......
Picking Myself Apart
by AP Writes
They say cracks let the light in
but really they just let the blood out.
My luck with life is bad
but I remained unshattered.
Unloved was my natural state after all.
Everything made me hate myself,
loathing everything I did
because I wasn’t good enough.
I never made the A team
and my A’s should’ve been A+’s
......
studies of a confused student
by elle bosphora
Said i wanted to be the best
And my life was all planned
I guess i was wrong all along
Cuz right now nothing goes as calculated
Sitting at my table with the textbook open
Passed 30 minutes staring at them
Didn’t even move the pen
How the fuck am I supposed to be the best
If i can’t even know what I’m doing, how or when
......
Butterfly Beauty
by YingDu Le
You see that butterfly?
It’s beautiful right, but isn’t it also a bit scary, when looking at plain sight.
I don’t know about you,
But it sometimes seems like that beauty is not always good to have or to yearn for.
What is even beauty?
Is it something you can measure by asking the population’s opinion?
Is it something I have to conform to depending in what beauty world I live in?
I am my own person, and I don’t want it any other way, but the butterfly is sometimes still there, flying around, questioning and pestering you.
But when you touch it it’s apparently dangerous,
Because then it’s not able to fly anymore.
......
How long?
by Author Reinvented
How long
Can pressure be applied
Before the coal turns to dust and you realize there is no diamond?
How long
Will you keep saying "You've tried"
Before dismay replaces trust and you finally stop trying?
How long
Can you keep adding straws,
......
